Sometimes I feel myself slipping through the cracks like part of me is not solid, but liquid, ever conforming to that which holds me. So if I am held by the hands of God, then I can remain still, for his hands are unchanging.
I however am changing.
Sometimes I let myself fall into the hands of a stranger, whether it be a difficult circumstance or a funky state of mind. Yet I always manage to slip through those fingers.
And still fall right back into the unchanging hands.
Thank you God for staying the same, even when I do not. "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever."
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